treasure hunt frenzy part 2
scarfheroine:
couragegained:
Just when he had begun to get used to the idea of being in an underwater city, even despite how much he disliked actually being underwater, it would seem that his worst fears had become reality.
As he begun to make his escape, another problem arose. Stuck within the crowd, he’s pushed and shoved around, even despite his attempts to follow the crowd as everyone rushed for the exit. In the end, he ends up working his way out of the crowd— or perhaps getting shoved out of the crowd might be a more accurate description of what had occurred.
He takes a few moments to get his bearings once more, and more importantly putting his hood back on. Realising he was, more or less, back where he started, Seto starts to make his way for the exit, only to stop after taking a few steps.
Spotting someone curled up on the ground in the corner of his eye, he quickly walks over to them, kneeling down beside them before holding out a hand.
“Are you alright? We should probably get out of here, before-” before the bubble around the underwater city collapses. While he certainly didn’t want to be still here when that happened, like hell he was leaving while someone else was still down here.
He just hoped that his sister was safe, wherever she was.
@scarfheroine
It would be nice if they all could have some sense of normality in their lives for once, wouldn’t it? She has spent her time in the underwater city…arguably well, if not a little worried underneath it all, and on more than one occasion she’d considered seeing if she could still go back up and make sure everyone’s doing all right back there too. In the end, Ayano decides to stay where she is, which might’ve been a regrettable choice in hindsight ( but ah, aren’t most of the choices she makes? )
She is perhaps calmer than she should be, all things considered, after the announcement breaks out— no, perhaps it is not quite that she is calm, but she hides it better. After all, she cannot do a thing if she rushes in a panic…even if she cannot do much, really: that has never deterred her before, and standing around doing nothing will just leave her alone to worry over her own thoughts.
( Are you a little scared? Of course, she’s always been a bit of a coward, no good at anything; she can admit those things freely, but resolve is steeled to help in whatever manner that she can, that is the spirit of the person she is )
She wanders a little, eyes searching for anyone that seems like they might help…she wouldn’t be surprised if someone got hurt in the rush earlier; though she’d be lying if she denying that part of her is searching for any familiar faces. Plenty of familiar faces, ones she’s seen in the city ( both above and below water ), but she doesn’t really stop until she spots—
“Kousuke!” Voice might sound a little chiding ( if not perhaps, hypocritical ) but she’s always been soft on Seto anyways; so there’s no real heat behind it as she rounds towards him. “You’ll get left behind, hanging around back here, what are you…” Eyes light up a little when she draws close enough to notice other accompanying him; doesn’t yet quite occur to her that perhaps she needs to be careful about what she gives away. “Marry! You too!” A soft click of her tongue before Ayano wraps her arms around the pair and pulls them into a brief hug ( ah, they do not have time for such gestures, but she thinks they all could use the gentle reassurance it might bring ).
“You’re both okay, right?” Eyes are flittering, overlooking the pair for anything that might feel unusual— tries to hold Seto’s gaze, fretful, but she doesn’t really have time to call attention to her concerns. Maybe another time. Okay. Inhale. Exhale. Be strong, they’ll be counting on you. “Let’s move to somewhere safer to talk, okay?” Not that there’s much ‘safe’ here at the moment, but it’s probably best if they get moving somewhere.
@marryonette
@marryonette > @couragegained > @scarfheroine
Panicked crowds, pushing and shoving and yelling— Marry tries to make herself as small as possible, but even then, she can’t avoid the rush of people. A few times she’s knocked into, hair stepped on, girl holding her hands to her ears and squeezing her eyes shut as tight as she can.
She hasn’t even really processed the announcement, or the collapse, the response overwhelming her. Eventually, most people seem to have passed by, and there’s only a few stragglers remaining, though Marry doesn’t notice, still focused in on herself, trying to breath and calm down.
Are you alright? Soft voice calls out to her, and, how strange that so much tension leaves her body when she hears it. She recognises it, but, she cannot place it.
“Ah... I...” She can’t say she’s okay, but... “I’m not injured... I think,” she decides on, hands slowly falling from her ears to her side and opening her eyes slowly. That’s... the boy from the flower shop, right?
“What’s... what’s happening...?”
Gaze flickers between him and his outstretched hand, and she tentatively reaches out to take it—
This time, when a new voice is heard, she places it to a name straight away! Breath catches in her chest, eyes widen; Ayano was here? Painful memories and a selfish relief cascade through her, though any negatives are buried as Ayano takes her and the boy into a warm embrace.
“Ayano..!” Marry squeaks out, surprised but not ungrateful— no time for it, perhaps, but it was what was needed. She presses her head against Ayano, fingers curling around other’s clothes.
“Mmh...! I got... knocked down in the crowd, but, that’s it...!” she responds, not even thinking to question that Ayano knows the boy — knows him well enough to hug him tightly — far too busy with her attention focused on Ayano’s comforting presence.
